Tag Archives: submission
Guest blog: Squirting – a penis owner’s odyssey
I know that Jenby (aka @JenetalTorture) needs no introduction, because you’ve already read her incredible accounts of pony play, e-stim, erotic hypnosis and more by now. But still. STILL. I need to tell you, for the avoidance of any doubt, that this new guest blog gave me a pretty intriguing biology tutorial as well as all the sexy shivers, and I am honoured to be able to host it today. Here’s Jenby’s intense and kinky account, as a transfeminine person, of her first time squirting…
Thoroughly fucked: what is the most fucked you can be?
Got pretty thoroughly fucked the other day. And I choose the word ‘thoroughly’ carefully and with precision. This was a very thorough fuck.
Guest blog: My first e-stim session
I’m really chuffed to welcome @JenetalTorture back to this blog, whose past hits include a delightful, funny and sexy post on impact play, as well as this excellent blog on vac play that definitely doesn’t suck. Continuing the theme of introducing you to fun, sexy kinks, today Jenby is talking about the delights of e-stim, specifically overcoming fears and getting stuck in to her first e-stim session ever – enjoy!
No one puts baby in a corner
This hot submissive post is written by sex blogger Molly Moore, and it originally appeared on her site. This post contains pain and BDSM, including elements of reluctance/defiance. The encounter is entirely consensual.
I am never going to kneel quietly in the corner and wait for you to come for me. If you find me in the corner at all it will be because you have put me there.
Tick… tick… tick… hot D/s erotica
This D/s erotica, by sex blogger Ella Scandal, originally appeared on her website. It is read aloud here by Molly Moore. Note: this story contains scenes of extreme dominance and submission, including elements of consensual non-consent. If that’s not your cup of tea head to the audio porn page for a range of other stories that you might prefer. If that is your cup of tea, remember that this is an erotic fantasy – not a guide for life.
Five hours. I’d been sitting on the floor for five hours. The incessant tick…tick…tick of the clock was loud in the bare walled room, slowly driving me insane, reminding me of how long I’d been made to wait.